Chapter 73 Rebellion

Duan Wen was so anxious that sweat covered his forehead.

After entering the room, without any further greetings, he directly slammed the imperial decree he received this morning on the table.

A poll tax was levied.

Regardless of whether they are adults or not, 200 coins are charged per person.

This means that no matter whether you are an octogenarian or a newborn baby, you have to hand over 200 coins.

The taxation in Dasheng was not harsh compared to the previous dynasties. It was a rule set by the previous emperor. Every year in autumn, the tax rate was three-tenths of the harvest.

They were of low status and had no land. They paid taxes based on the number of people they had. Adult men paid 200 coins, while children and girls under the age of 100 coins were both paid. The tax was only paid once a year.

In years of famine, there will be reductions or exemptions.

This policy rule has continued from the time of the previous emperor to the present, for decades.

But this year, it's only spring and we have to pay the so-called head tax, 200 coins regardless of age, and it seems that we will have to pay taxes again after the autumn harvest.

There are two taxes a year, and the tax amount is not low.

This is clearly tyranny.

Such things happened in previous dynasties. At that time, faced with such harsh policies, the people had no choice but to drown their babies to leave a chance for the adults in their families to survive. In order not to add burden to their families, the elderly people even hanged themselves.

It caused many human tragedies.

At the same time, people were living in dire straits, and banners of uprising were raised in many places, and the whole country was in chaos.

Jun Qiulan looked at the information on the document and was also in disbelief.

"Why is it like this?"

In his impression, the man he called father for eighteen years, although not a wise ruler, could barely be considered a ruler who maintained the status quo.

In the past few years, the court was in chaos, which could be understood as a struggle for the throne and an attempt to oust him, the adopted crown prince.

But what is it for now?

Are you really not going to let the people live?

If the emperor continues like this, isn't he afraid that the people will rebel?

Even Jun Shuwan was furious after seeing this.

In the past, she was a princess and did not know the sufferings of the world, so she could not clearly understand the meaning of the saying "the rich have wine and meat, but the rich have wine and meat."

But she had lived in the border town for nearly a year and had seen with her own eyes how hard the people worked, yet they could only barely get enough to eat and wear.

Now that this decree has been issued, what way do the people have to survive?

If the brother had not gotten this special opportunity, their family would have been like Miao'er's family next door, doing some manual work and selling their labor. The money they earned might only be enough to eat coarse food and not starve to death.

"Master Duan, didn't you submit a letter to the court explaining the drought this year?"

Duan Wen sighed, "When the drought rumors started coming out at the beginning of the year, I petitioned the court, asking if this year's taxes could be reduced or exempted, and about some plans for disaster relief. I wanted the court to allocate some money or grain, even if it was embezzled or withheld, it was better than nothing. In the end, everything was rejected. I figured that with this new grain variety, the yield would be high, so at worst I could just make a substitution. I grit my teeth and I'll probably make it through this year."

After all, the land tax here has to be sent to the military camp. Although it is far from enough to cover the food and wages of the military camp, the rest has to be distributed by the court.

But special times call for special treatment.

Moreover, General Huo probably wishes that the food he receives now is sweet potatoes.

As long as there is no further severe drought next year, when winter comes and it snows, the snow will nourish the land after melting, and people can live by boiling snow water. Even if food is tight, life will gradually get better.

But no one expected that the emperor would suddenly commit such a tyranny.

Two hundred coins per person. Nowadays, most farmers' families, if they have not divided up, have more than ten people or even more. From newborn babies to dying elderly people, no one is spared.

A family would have to pay two or three taels of silver.

Take an ordinary family of six in the village with three generations living together, but not many people, for example. The six people need to pay one or two hundred coins.

The villagers usually don't have much expenses. They eat vegetables they grow themselves, and their clothes can be patched up and worn for many years. The only expenses left are some trivial expenses. When they are sick and take medicine, they may not spend more than one or two taels of silver in a year.

Once this decree is issued, this family will hardly be able to have any extra expenses this year.

This place is poor to begin with and cannot be compared with those places in the capital.

If this decree were issued in the capital, most people would probably just hand it over with a curse. Although life might be a little tight, it would not be life-threatening.

But issuing such a decree in a border town would be tantamount to asking for the lives of the people.

Duan Wen was just a farmer's son who passed the imperial examination. He had no power or influence, and no connections in the court. Today he wanted to find General Huo to see if he had any news, or to discuss and come up with a solution.

You can't really force the people to death, right?

Huo Lian's face was already full of frost.

He had long been accustomed to the state of the military camp. Since he first entered the battlefield, he had never received the full share of military pay in a single year.

Not to mention the annual embezzlement, some of the food must be consumed on the road. If the escorts are suspicious and want to enrich themselves, they will just say that ten carts have overturned on the way. What can you do? Kill them? Can you get the food back? You will also have to offend the people above you.

By the next year, maybe 20 kilograms of mud and sand will be filled in 100 kilograms of grain.

In the past three to five years, the deductions have been excessive.

This year, we were already facing a drought, and then this happened again.

What kind of emperor is this?

Do the people of this world no longer need to eat? Do the soldiers have to fight on an empty stomach?

When he raised his eyes again, the look in his eyes when he looked at Jun Qiulan seemed to be filled with fire.

Duan Wen suddenly stood in front of Jun Qiulan, his legs shaking.

"Huo, General Huo, please talk it over nicely, don't resort to violence."

He is just a weak scholar. He is afraid in his heart and dodges with his feet, but he cannot lose in temperament.

Jun Shuwan also blocked it, "General, that was the emperor's perverse act, it has nothing to do with my brother."

While Jun Qiulan was moved, a smile couldn't help but fill his eyes.

"Brother, Wan'er, don't be nervous. General Huo won't attack me."

Huo Yan also sneered, "This general is not going to take out his anger on the deposed crown prince."

Duan Wen was quite embarrassed. "I'm sorry, General. This is really difficult to handle. Please work together to find a solution. If we don't pay the head tax, it would be disobeying the emperor's order."

To surrender means to take the lives of the people.

This year has been so hard.

Huo Yan's eyes were still blazing with anger. "Jun Qiulan, this general has a question for you. You've produced so much food and so many other good things, all of which benefit the country and the people. Do you have any thoughts on that position? I'm asking you this today."

Everyone present was stunned and almost speechless.

What kind of statement is this about killing nine generations of a clan?

Huo Yan continued, "I don't care who sits above me. As long as he can bring a better life to the people and ensure the annual military pay arrives in full, I, Huo Yan, and my hundreds of thousands of troops will be at his disposal."

He had long been dissatisfied with the court, but he could still make ends meet and had not been forced into despair.

But what about now?

He could believe that Jun Qiulan said the grain he brought out had a high yield, but in the case of a drought, how much could the yield be?

It’s not like every acre of land in every household is fully planted. The amount planted in a village is just enough for the villagers to share some life-saving food.

Not only did they not distribute disaster relief food to the military camps and civilians, but they also collected an additional head tax.

This is a huge joke.

Another point, how many soldiers of the border army have their homes here?

Even if they are not local, those who can join the army are all children from poor families. If their family members are forced to survive, how can they have the energy to defend their country?

Those in power are unkind and treat the people as straw dogs.

Even if Huo Lian did not stand up, he alone could not suppress the army of hundreds of thousands.

If chaos breaks out, I'm afraid people will really suffer.

It would be better if there was a capable, credible and prestigious person who stood up and acted as the representative during the whole period, so as to restrain the unrest.

The last question was that the news he received was that the old emperor might not be in good condition.

If a young emperor comes to the throne, it is inevitable that the harem and relatives will interfere in politics.

Power is the most dazzling thing.

Huo Lian didn't waste any words and directly broke down all the things and told them to the three people present.

Jun Shuwan didn't know what to say.

Intellectually, she felt that General Huo was right and his analysis was correct.

But emotionally, she wanted to respect her brother's own decision. She didn't want her brother to be forced to take the position.

Duan Wen didn't even know what to say.

He followed Mr. Su's footsteps. Mr. Su had always had this idea, but Jun Qiulan was not willing to take this step.

We can only do something for the people within certain limits.

For Duan Wen, as long as he had Huo Lan's support, Jun Qiulan could just make a call and capture cities and territories.

As for counselors, we have Mr. Su here. If Mr. Su follows Jun Qiulan in a rebellion, I'm afraid there will be many scholars willing to follow him.

Life is so hard, it’s better to fight for a future.

Jun Qiulan was silent, silent again, and still silent.

He had thought about these questions before.

All along, he had actually been avoiding hearing news from the capital.

It is impossible to say that he doesn't care at all and is not sad about what happened back then. He is not a saint.

A child of destiny fell into the quagmire, was trampled and bullied, and even implicated his own parents, brothers and sisters.

But none of this is his fault.

It was the emperor who forcibly issued an edict to take him away from his parents, and then abandoned him after having other options.

When the world prospers, the people suffer; when the world perishes, the people also suffer.

Huo Yan had been waiting for his answer. "Your Highness the Crown Prince was not a man of hesitation. Are you really willing to watch the people become homeless and suffer? Do you have the ability to make a difference?"

Jun Qiulan sighed, "I was just wondering, is it really necessary for this world to have an emperor?"

In one sentence, all three of them were asked.

Duan Wen opened his mouth and asked, "Without an emperor, how can we lead the people?"

All officials shepherd the people on behalf of the emperor, but the word "shepherd" sounds a bit disgusting.

But it is this word "牧" that explains many problems. The people in the world are all cattle and horses. They do not need too much wisdom, but only capable people to lead them.

And who are the people who lead them?

It's the emperor.

The emperor was wise and powerful, and the ministers he sent helped him to herd cattle and sheep very well. That was his achievement, and the history books praised it in great detail on every page.

The method usually used by those in power to control the people is to keep them ignorant.

The ignorant people only need to work, from birth to death, walking and working in the fields.

If the royal family had not been wary of the aristocratic families and wanted to divide and suppress them, the imperial examination system would not have come into being.

Huo Lan was also thinking about this problem.

Without an emperor, who will rule the country?

Who will issue the decrees?

Do we want these court officials to act on their own?

Wouldn’t that be a mess?

Jun Shuwan knew something after all, but she felt that it would be too difficult to implement it now.

The notice to overthrow the imperial power also wants to overthrow the monopoly of the aristocratic families.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just take General Huo as an example, he also comes from a family of military generals.

You can't just use someone and then throw them away, right?

Jun Qiulan added, "I'm not a qualified ruler either. I have a kind heart. As an ordinary person, I'm a good person. But as someone in power, my kindness is indecisive, the behavior of a saintly father. I'm not a savior, and I can't save everyone."

"So, you are rejecting this general?"

Jun Qiulan asked in return, "Do you want a friend who can provide you with food, or a superior who will show you favors after gaining your support and power?"

Huo Lian felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Of course he wanted food. Only with food could he raise strong soldiers, not be afraid of fighting, and allow more soldiers to survive on the battlefield.

As for who was sitting on top, he really didn't care.

In other words, rather than having a young ruler come to power and have the harem and relatives interfere in politics, he would rather choose Jun Qiulan.

The court is in chaos. Are the concubines and the relatives by marriage any good people?

Jun Qiulan continued, "How can you guarantee that after I gain power, I won't abandon you and continue as I have always done? Are you also worried that you will become too powerful and I will be wary of you?"

Huo Lian felt a pang in his heart again.

Since ancient times, military generals either died on the battlefield or were feared by the emperor and died a tragic death.

For him, dying on the battlefield is his best fate.

Jun Qiulan sighed, "This matter is too complicated. Perhaps you can go talk to Mr. Su and talk about that ideal world. He may have some ideas that may help you understand."

Su Changxun...

In fact, Su Changxun had come to talk to Huo Lan before and chatted a little.

It's said very vaguely.

Huo Lian was not stupid and could understand that Su Changxun had great ambitions in his heart, but if he wanted to realize his ambitions, he also needed a carrier.

Jun Qiulan is this carrier.

If you want to rebel, you must have a legitimate reason.

Not every scholar can make a call and someone will respond.

After all, it is a serious crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of the family.

To be honest, there is no difference between him and a military general.

It’s just that everyone has different goals.

"Let's talk about the head tax first." This is the problem that gives Duan Wen the most headache.

A smile played on Jun Qiulan's lips: "One word - drag."

There are some tricks to how to drag.

He continued, "The drought won't just affect one city. No one will want to pay the head tax. Brother, you can discuss this with the governors of the neighboring cities. You can all work together to pay the tax. The law doesn't punish everyone. Also, you should submit a petition at the same time, stating the severity of the drought. Even if it's only a third of a drought, you must make it sound like a full-scale drought."

It must be tragic at first glance, so tragic that the people cannot survive.

They also used strong words to request the higher authorities to distribute disaster relief grain.

The superiors want money now, and no matter what the reason is, the news will be delayed.

It cannot be like another world where what happened one moment can be known to the whole network the next moment.

If they all united to point out the severity of the drought, it would take months just to get the message back and forth.

Do we really need to send an imperial envoy to verify the news? Wouldn't that delay them for several months?

A few months pass by, and if it’s fast, it will be winter, and if it’s slow, it will be next year. Who knows what the weather will be like next year?

Didn't this year just drag on?

Moreover, the people in power are actually afraid of chaos.

With the drought so severe, several cities have no harvest and the people are starving to death. If we add more exorbitant taxes at this time, wouldn’t that be the government forcing the people to rebel?

If there really were to be a few uprisings, it would be a headache for the people above.

Wouldn't it cost manpower, material resources and financial resources to send people to quell the riot?

Although the court was in chaos, the officials were not brainless and thought with their feet.

Duan Wen nodded thoughtfully, "Junior brother still has a way."

Although this method cannot solve the problem once and for all, it can largely resolve the current crisis.

Jun Shuwan also came up with a clever idea: "Didn't we have a plague here last year? As the saying goes, a great disaster is followed by a great plague. We can spread some seemingly plausible news to deter those people from investigating."

Duan Wen couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid that after this news spreads, the people in the border town will be in a panic."

When the epidemic broke out last year, he had not yet taken office, but he knew that the results of last year's epidemic handling were the best ever.

Even his predecessor as prefect had gotten some political achievements for free. He was originally transferred to a slightly richer prefecture to be the prefect, but later I heard that he was promoted half a level.

But even so, the death toll from the epidemic last year was still in the thousands.

Epidemic, it's so terrifying.

Duan Wen continued, "If the news really gets out, I'm afraid merchants won't dare to come here."

By then, there will be a shortage of supplies in the border towns.

The most important thing is that they are short of food. If no one brings food over, wouldn’t it be even more troublesome?

Jun Shuwan smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, Your Excellency, I gave you a bad idea."

Jun Qiulan couldn't bear to see his sister like this, so he thought for a moment.

"Wan'er's words are not without reason. If we implement them well, it is feasible."

"Junior brother, please feel free to speak."

Jun Qiulan smiled and explained slowly.

It is enough for them to know that there is no epidemic, and they just need to pass on this message.

The people in the city might have panicked for a while, and then the government came forward to say that someone was spreading rumors.

But by this time, the news of the epidemic had spread far and wide.

The local government cannot control the people from other places. If they want to go to other places to spread news, that is their business.

If no one brings supplies here, they can still form a few more caravans locally, and it will also work for them to go out and bring the supplies back themselves.

And these are temporary.

The epidemic will not last forever. No matter what, no matter how terrible it is, everyone will get sick, and it will only take a few months. Whether it is good or bad, there will be an outcome.

By then, those people would be estimating the time and thinking about the border town being short of supplies for several months. Wouldn't they take a risk?

How can the public fully distinguish between true and false news?

Jun Shuwan's eyes lit up, "Brother is smarter."

Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Wan'er is smart, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of these ideas."

Duan Wen and Huo Lan both nodded. This was indeed a good idea.

Especially Duan Wen, "Look, you are a natural leader."

Use the side door to express your attitude.

Jun Qiulan didn't know what to say, so he turned and looked at General Huo again.

"I'll try my best to get you more sweet potato seeds."

Now, Huo Lan's eyes lit up.

He ignored his status and bowed to Jun Qiulan, performing the ceremony of king and subject.

"Master Jun, what I said before stands. If you have any intention, I, Huo Lian, am willing to follow you with hundreds of thousands of troops."

After a pause, he felt a little embarrassed again.

"I'll have to trouble Master Jun to find a way for me to bring my old mother, two children, and relatives back to the capital."

When a military general is away from home and his family members stay in Beijing, they are considered hostages.

If a rebellion really started, Huo Lian would not be able to ignore his family.

Don't talk nonsense about being caught between loyalty and filial piety. Why is he guarding the border and fighting in wars?

Isn’t it just for the family to live and work in peace and contentment?

Their Huo family has had several generations of loyal ministers and generals, but he is the only one who has a traitorous nature.

Jun Qiulan was helpless, "You should go talk to Mr. Su first."

Even if he wanted to rebel, he didn't want to sit in that position.

The sentence "the whole country will work together to support the emperor and his family" left an indelible impression on him.

Back then, he was still laughing at Zhang Li for being uneducated.

It can be seen that education also has a lag.

He was short-sighted at the time.

We have almost finished discussing the matter.

Duan Wen was in a hurry to go back and contact other state capitals, so he left first.

Jun Qiulan: "In three days at most, I will notify General Huo to go get the grain. Please come quietly at night and don't mobilize a large force."

"Why? Are you afraid that others will know that the grain seeds came from your hands?"

If the people really want to know, Jun Qiulan is the living Bodhisattva in their hearts.

Rebellion also requires the support of the people.

He could hear the implication of Jun Qiulan's words, which was that he could try to be the leader, but the result he wanted might be different from what they expected.

Jun Qiulan: "Don't let too many people know for now. I want to live a peaceful life."

Huo Lian seemed to be lost in thought. He and his wife guessed that Jun Qiulan had had some adventure.

Otherwise, the food in the city and the goods brought in by the Song family caravan would not match at all.

There is something wrong with the origin of this grain.

With such high yield, could it be the food that gods eat?

Thinking about how he had gone to look for Jun Qiulan several times but didn't see her, Jun Yu always said that Jun Qiulan had gone to the woods.

In the past, it was hunting, but now it is looking for water sources.

Whatever he did, there was probably something different in the woods.

He felt something was wrong with the rabbit that Jun Qiulan brought back from the woods.

Huo Lian was even wondering whether he should go for a walk in the woods.

What if he could also meet a god who could enlighten him?

Wouldn’t that bring more grain?

Then he thought again, he went hunting in the woods every year and had never encountered any adventures.

Apart from him, there are mountain people and hunters who make a living from the mountains, but no one else seems to have encountered any miracles.

It’s still a human problem.

He said, "Don't worry, Master Jun. I will definitely go there at midnight."

Jun Qiulan nodded without further explanation.

"Then I'll go back and prepare."

He originally thought that a few hundred kilograms should be enough to solve the problem, so he could push the cart and go to the vegetable market a few times to bring back the goods.

But now the situation is even more critical. The people in power are not taking any action, and things are even worse.

It would be bad to let the soldiers guard the border with empty stomachs.

By that time, you will be so hungry that you can't even lift a knife. What's the point of fighting?

If the border town is in chaos, then their family’s peaceful life will be gone.

Huo Yan nodded and said, "You go ahead and get busy. The sooner the better."

"Come on, Wan'er, I'll take you back to the yard. I'll just go out through the side door."

He stopped Huo Lian from opening his mouth and said, "General, don't be so high-profile."

Even if you want to rebel, you should build high walls, store up food, and slowly declare yourself king.

Now let people know that the deposed crown prince is conspiring with the border general's mansion?

Don't wait for later then.

On the way back to the courtyard, we passed through several corridors.

Jun Shuwan was silent for a long time. "Brother, do you want to make this world like that?"

She didn't talk about that world, be careful, walls have ears.

Jun Qiulan: "I originally had no idea, but what General Huo and Senior Brother Duan said makes sense."

If the old emperor really died in the next two years, in order to prevent future troubles for his son, he might just send someone to kill him.

Even if the old emperor finally had a change of heart and gave him a chance to live.

No matter which of the other princes comes to the throne, the people behind him will not let their family go.

I thought that I could just live quietly and live my own life behind closed doors.

Or maybe they were thinking too naively before.

If they don't care about the people in the border town, the border town will be in chaos and their family will not have a good life.

Jun Qiulan exhaled and let him calm down for a while. He didn't want to dwell on this issue for a long time.

"Wan'er, have you made any new discoveries or research recently?"

Jun Shuwan curled her lips and said, "Brother, the content in that chemistry book is too difficult. I can't even understand it."

She wanted to try to grow penicillin.

She has almost figured out the process and steps, and has complete information. It's like copying someone else's model, but she still has to understand the principle, right?

Jun Qiulan: "Next time, I'll bring you a battery and a tablet so I can download more information for you."

Now that the situation has come to this, Huo Lian probably has guessed something.

As long as it is not used openly but secretly, Huo Lian should turn a blind eye.

"Thank you, brother." Jun Shuwan was happy.

Jun Qiulan teased her for once, "This battery won't last long. It just so happens that you ran out of power. You can go home now, and you won't have to stay away from home during holidays."

We agreed that we can have one day off every ten days. If something happens, we can take a day off together.

As a result, Jun Shuwan was always too busy to leave and forgot to go home, and her parents missed her very much.

"Oh, if only we had cell phones in this world."

Jun Shuwan sighed.

Jun Qiulan suddenly remembered something magical.

Since he is not worried about the electricity problem, he can just get a few high-powered walkie-talkies.

Jun Qiulan had seen someone on the crew using a walkie-talkie before.

Except for the lack of mobile phone functions, it can fully achieve the effect of real-time communication.

There are many types of walkie-talkies.

Unlike mobile phones, walkie-talkies do not require signal base stations or satellites for signal transmission.

In an open area like the border town, where there is no signal interference, most civilian walkie-talkies should have no problem transmitting over a distance of about ten kilometers.

The general's mansion is only two or three miles away from the village.

With the walkie-talkie, parents can chat with Wan'er at night, listen to each other's voices, and understand each other's situation.

By the way, you can also secretly pass on some information.

Jun Qiulan had actually forgotten about such a magical weapon before.

The main reason was that there was no electricity, and many practical small appliances were neglected.

Considering this was the General's Mansion, Jun Qiulan didn't explain much, "I'll tell you when you come back next time."

Jun Shuwan nodded. Anyway, that world was full of good things. If her brother thought it was good, then it must be good.

Jun Shuwan returned to the yard, and Qian Miaoer greeted Jun Qiulan.

Jun Qiulan nodded and greeted her, and helped her convey a message: "Everything is fine in the village, and your fields have been planted. If you are short of water, you can come to our house to get water. Miss Miao'er, don't worry too much."

Qian Miaoer's worry faded from her face, "Thank you, Master Jun."

Jun Shuwan smiled and said, "Anyway, Third Auntie is selling puff pastry egg custard cups in my cousin's shop. If you want to communicate with your family, it won't be a problem for you to go out. There are only two of us in our yard. How can I stop you from going out?"

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Sister Wan'er."

"It just so happens that I just wrote a new dessert recipe. We've been selling egg tarts for so long, it's time to change the flavor for everyone. You can deliver it over tomorrow."

"Okay, they're all Wan'er."

Seeing that the two little girls got along well, Jun Qiulan left first.

He went to the store first to check the situation.

Compared to last year when there were no shops, the business of street hawking is still a little worse.

But the situation is different.

Last year, the city had just experienced a lockdown due to the epidemic, and there was a severe shortage of supplies in the city.

Now that drought has arrived, everyone wants to save money to buy food unless it is absolutely necessary.

The grain stores in the city have been out of stock for several days.

Fortunately, everyone had stored food before, and those who didn't have land bought food early and stored it at home.

In the short term, as long as the land is not turned barren in an instant, nothing should go wrong.

The prerequisite is that matters with Senior Brother Duan must be handled properly.

The solutions have been given, so the problem shouldn't be too big.

After Jun Qiulan returned home, he said hello to his parents and went straight back to the modern era.

Buy sweet potatoes.

When he bought it, the weather was still cold, but now it has warmed up.

He simply checked it out to make sure it didn't affect the planting.

After some research, I found out that not only can I buy sweet potatoes and grow them myself, I can also buy sweet potato seedlings directly.

This is good.

Lightweight and does not take up space.

It's easier for him.

After taking it back, it also saves time on breeding.

He checked and found that it was sold at the local farmers' market. After roughly calculating the quantity, he went out wearing a mask.

Since the imperial court is doing nothing and even committing evil, we will not be able to wait for disaster relief.

He thought he could buy more and let Senior Brother Duan distribute it.

But he didn't expect that a small accident would happen during a trip to the farmers' market.

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